Chapter 79 Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 15
Xiao Jintian slowed down his breathing unconsciously. The person in his arms seemed to be in pain and let out a very aggrieved groan.
I was seriously injured, unhappy and a little sad.
Qian Zhou tilted his head slightly. His hand, which was originally on his waist, now fell directly on Xiao Jintian's legs.
This kind of hand seemed to generate a kind of magic out of thin air, and Xiao Jintian felt it was not right no matter where it was placed.
Xiao Jintian's hand, with faint blue veins, pinched two of Qianzhou's fingers and put them back on Qianzhou himself.
When pinching, you can feel the direction of the finger bones more clearly, and there is not much flesh on the surface.
The carriage stopped, and Xiao Jintian suddenly came to his senses. With a serious expression, he carried the person out of the carriage.
He strode towards the side yard.
"Call the doctor!"
Xiao Jintian's tone was very fierce. The servants felt that he was anxious, so they called the old man Wang who was closest to them, and also called the old man Li and the old man Zheng who were farther away.
Soon, all the famous doctors in the capital were brought in.
Several old men surrounded Qianzhou and checked him up and down, and then cooperated tacitly to treat Qianzhou's injuries.
"Your Majesty, he is bleeding from internal organs. In addition, the wound on his shoulder has been torn, and his blood and energy are insufficient. His recovery will be very slow."
"It's more than just internal bleeding! I think he has a slight cold, probably from a previous illness that hasn't healed yet."
"Look at his fingertips. It's obvious he's been cold for a long time. He's never been well dressed or warm enough to sleep. He should be wrapped in wool when he goes out now."
The old men in the room were chattering at the same time. Xiao Jintian lowered his eyes and stared at the person lying on the couch, his eyebrows twitching.
One sentence after another seemed as if the Third Prince would die tomorrow.
Xiao Jintian raised his hand to signal these old men to shut up.
Doctor Li, being the oldest and most experienced, stepped forward and gave a summary.
"Your Majesty, he hasn't recovered from most of his ailments yet, and he's already suffered a new injury. Even after this one heals, his health will undoubtedly be much worse than before. Alas... He's just weak and prone to illness."
The ominous feeling that had been lingering in Xiao Jintian's heart hit him hard.
Then he asked in a deep voice: "Is the recovery not going well?"
You will be more likely to get sick in the future, and this time you laid the foundation for the disease?
If it goes on the battlefield again, the impact will be devastating.
Xiao Jintian couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. Was it heartache? I guess not.
He just felt sorry that such a dazzling man would end up like this, and this pity was not mixed with any unnecessary emotions.
It's a wonderful fate that comes from the acquaintance between men.
Xiao Jintian and Qian Zhou attacked without any restraint. They stood at the same height, and every rise and fall was a wonderful physical and mental contest.
Whether it's watching this guy take action or fighting him personally.
Xiao Jintian really likes this exhilarating feeling.
But if Qian Zhou really develops a chronic illness, Xiao Jintian will also feel regretful.
He walked to the bed. The person on the bed had pale skin and seemed to have lost a lot of weight compared to the first time they met.
Xiao Jintian was slightly lost in thought as he stared at the Shura mask with a crack on it.
But isn't this the result he wanted in the first place? Doesn't he just want to torture people?
Why is it that it doesn't feel so good when it comes to this?
At this moment, Doctor Li's voice interrupted his thoughts, "Your Majesty, it's not impossible to recover, but you need to recuperate. Fortunately, you are a soldier who has fought in battles, so your body is much stronger than that of an ordinary person. If you pay attention to rest and keep warm in the future, you can still recover."
For some reason, Doctor Li reminded him again, "You need to rest and don't catch a cold!"
After saying that, he picked up his broken wooden box and went out with a group of old brothers.
Several old men gathered together and whispered.
"This brat... The old Wolf King said there was nothing wrong with him, but now he's injured like this and he doesn't even light the stove in his house."
"The charcoal is right next to me, and there's no servant to take care of it. I'm almost freezing to death."
"Hmph... With his appearance, how can he ever find a wife in the future?"
Doctor Zheng pinched his beard and said, "Isn't that what the little wolf cub does when he's naked? He rushes around recklessly, yet he's as smart as a monkey."
A bunch of old men walked out of the Wolf King's house, chuckling:
"I'm a bit of a jerk, but if I can identify someone, I can definitely praise them to the sky."
Qian Zhou was still unconscious. Xiao Jintian stood at the door of the side courtyard and reached out to touch the stove in the house.
It was the temperature of icy hands.
Xiao Jintian was full of fire in his body. After careful feeling, he realized how cold the house in the side courtyard was. The breath he exhaled was covered with white mist.
The late autumn in Beili is a little colder than the winter in the Central Plains. Xiao Jintian touched Qian Zhou's fingers with the back of his hand, and they were also cold.
I thought to myself, people in the Central Plains are really not cold-resistant at all. They are used to living in fertile land and are very delicate.
Xiao Jintian called out, "Silver Weapon."
A guard with a knife jumped down from the beam.
"Your Majesty."
"Light the stove and move his things to the empty room next to mine. Call him over when he wakes up."
Yin Wu was stunned. "Move to your side?"
Xiao Jintian said: "Why."
Yin Wu shook his head, "No."
However, the room next to Xiao Jintian was where his mother lived, and it had been empty for many years.
When the old lady first passed away, Xiao Jintian didn't even let the servants touch the things inside.
How come suddenly...
Xiao Jintian saw through his thoughts at a glance and said in a light tone:
"People won't be stuck in the past forever. Empty houses are for people to live in. Go get it done."
Yinwu lowered his head, "Yes."
Qianzhou had nothing at all, except for a dusty washbasin and two very thin clothes, nothing else.
It's a pity that he is the third prince of Central Plains.
Even the wooden basin for washing face was leaking.
Qianzhou woke up again at noon the next day. Yinwu had been guarding the door yesterday and didn't hear any movement in the house.
After the shift change, they asked people to keep an eye on him and take him to the main courtyard when he woke up.
Qianzhou stared at the ceiling and blinked. It wasn't that loud when he woke up.
Besides, the windows and doors were closed, so I couldn't hear anything outside.
[System 052: You're awake]
Qianzhou: ...
052My heart started beating fast when I saw that he didn’t speak.
[System 052: You, what’s wrong with you…]
Qian Zhou's lips trembled, he turned his head and buried his face in the quilt, and started crying.
His shoulders were shaking and he was sobbing intermittently.
Qian Zhou: I...I will never forgive Xiao Jintian again...
Tears dripped onto the bedding, wetting a small spot. Qianzhou felt uncomfortable when he cried.
My internal organs are all aching in my chest, and the injury on my shoulder has been wasted after all these days.
He was always careful not to get involved.
When I go into the ring, I give it my all and don't think about anything else. But when I get off the ring and lie on the bed, I start to regret it.
It hurts so much, I want to roll my eyes and die on the spot...
Some bastard even cursed at him and threatened to throw him in a cell that didn't even have a haystack.
Qianzhou cried louder and louder.
Xiao Jintian is the most annoying person in the world.
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